CH 8

Chapter 8 Wen Lu strives for favour

Breakfast has been set on the prince’s dining table, an olive green short cup filled with oxygen-enriched water, next to a sapphire blue scalloped fruit plate piled with natural bananas and red apples, and an exquisite newborn egg placed on a light green button-pattern tall tray. Half a burnt scented candle remained on the black Roman pillar ore candle holder.

The prince was wearing a unisex loose black shirt, with his white hands sticking out of the cuffs, holding a platinum rose-patterned coffee cup.

Such a scene was actually very common, but what was shocking was that there was a person lying next to the geometric titanium legs of the dining table.

Wen Lu’s eyes widened, and he looked carefully: He saw the person under the table, wearing gray-blue cotton home clothes, barefoot without shoes and socks. He raised his head, revealing his pretty face and the black soft leather collar tied around his slender neck. The collar was attached to a black carbon fiber woven chain, and the other end was attached to the titanium leg of the dining table.

“Shan…” Wen Lu gasped, “Young Master Shan…”

Wen Lu glanced at the candlestick and then at the chain, and was shocked: What is this game!

Shan Weiyi yawned, knowing what dirty sh*t Wen Lu was thinking.

But in fact, how could the prince, a virgin, come up with such tricks?

Can’t he see, the prince has “pampered” Wen Lu for so long, but he was just treating him like a cat.

But now, the crown prince treated Shan Weiyi as a dog, and put him on a chain and threw him on the ground, leaving him high and dry all night.

The prince smiled faintly at Wen Lu: “Are you in good health?”

Wen Lu was still dazed, and nodded, his eyes couldn’t move away from Shan Weiyi: “What’s the matter with Young Master Shan?” 

The prince still smiled: “Have you had breakfast?”

The prince could of course ignore Wen Lu’s question. But if the prince asked, Wen Lu had to answer. He shook his head weakly. The prince greeted Wen Lu to sit down as gently and considerately as before, then asked the home robot to add tableware and food.

Wen Lu sat down in a trance, looked at Shan Weiyi at the foot of the table, and at the prince at the table. He really couldn’t figure out the progress of the plot, his mind was in chaos like stirring ten catties of paste.

He gritted his teeth and said to his system: I will spend a thousand points to check the Prince’s favorability for S001.

It doesn’t cost points to check the favorability of the target to yourself, but if you want to check the favorability of the opponent, you have to spend money.

System: 1,000 points have been deducted for you. Prince’s favorable opinion of S001: 0.

Wen Lu immediately felt relieved: It’s okay, it’s okay…

Wen Lu didn’t know, but now that Xi Zhitong was an independent person, even Shan Weiyi himself can’t find out his favorability. What Wen Lu inquired was not the prince’s favorability for Shan Weiyi, but the prince’s favorability for Xi Zhitong.

Wen Lu only thought that the prince had zero affection for Shan Weiyi, so he felt much relieved and had an appetite to eat. After the housekeeping robot served him food, he brought an azure ceramic dog bowl and placed it on the ground. Although the bowl contained human food, it was full of insults.

Shan Weiyi raised his eyebrows, glanced at the dog bowl, and then at the prince, humiliation and resentment flashed across his eyes.

The prince turned a blind eye to this and leisurely wiped his hands with a light blue floral napkin.

Wen Lu knew that the crown prince disliked others’ disobedience the most, so he deliberately started the fire: “Young Master Shan, if you offend the crown prince, the crown prince willing to spare you is already a great kindness, you should be more content.”

Shan Weiyi: “It’s none of your business, just shut up.”

Wen Lu didn’t expect Shan Weiyi to be so agressive now. He looked at the prince with an aggrieved face. When the prince saw Wen Lu’s expression, he just smiled and asked, “Aren’t you hungry? Still not eating?”

Wen Lu thought, the prince was so gentle to him, and even let him eat at the table. Looking at Shan Weiyi again, one was in the heaven and the other was in h*ll.

Wen Lu felt a little proud, nodded, responded obediently, picked up the tableware and started to eat breakfast.

After Wen Lu finished eating, the housekeeping robot came to clean up the table. While wiping his mouth, Wen Lu observed Shan Weiyi from the corner of his eye, and found that he hadn’t taken a bite of the food in the dog’s bowl, and shook his head in his heart: The prince doesn’t like this kind of disobedient personality.

However, fortunately this S001 was a person without weight, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Wen Lu said, “Young Master Shan, why don’t you eat a little?” His tone was full of concern, like a little white flower who cared about others.

Shan Weiyi said coldly: “If you like to eat, you eat it.”

Wen Lu looked at the prince aggrievedly.

The prince looked sideways at Shan Weiyi, and said with a nonchalant smile, “Don’t you want to eat?”

Everyone knows that although the prince was smiling now, his canine teeth were all exposed, which was a sign of ruthlessness. If Shan Weiyi continued to be ignorant of flattery and refused to give in, the prince would let him starve to death.

Shan Weiyi still had an arrogant face towards Wen Lu just now, but when he looked at the prince, he played his true character of “respecting the high and stepping on the low”. He bent his smiling eyes, and said, “I want to eat the same food as him…” This “him”, of course was referring to Wen Lu. Shan Weiyi paused, then shook his head: “No, I have to eat better than him no matter what.”

Wen Lu didn’t expect Shan Weiyi to dare to bargain with the prince.

The prince was still not cold or warm, but the interest in his heart was aroused, so he asked: “Why?”

Shan Weiyi said: “My species is more expensive.” 

Species… is more expensive?

Wen Lu’s deer’s eyes opened bigger than a cow’s eyes again: was Shan Weiyi directly comparing himself to a cat or a dog? Also comparing species?

However, when Shan Weiyi said this self-objectifying statement, his expression and tone were conceited enough, as if he really had the nobility of a famous breed of cat or dog.

Seeing that the prince was silent, Shan Weiyi smiled lightly and said, “Isn’t it?”

In terms of blood, Young Master Shan was of course more expensive than a commoner Wen Lu.

The prince pondered for a while, nodded and smiled, “That’s right, you’re right.”

Wen Lu was shocked.

As a result, Young Master Shan got the chance to eat at the table, and the ingredients and utensils used were indeed better than Wen Lu’s.

Wen Lu felt that this world was really magical, especially when he saw Young Master Shan wearing a dog collar and eating calmly. The knife and fork were used elegantly, and his expression was still noble, as if what was on his neck was not a humiliating dog collar, but an expensive necklace.

What disturbed Wen Lu the most was that the crown prince had already finished his meal, but he was still sitting at the dining table with his cold coffee in his hand, observing Shan Weiyi’s every move with interested eyes, as if saying: Man, you’re making me interested.

Wen Lu was dizzy and didn’t know how things had developed to this point.

He gritted his teeth. Determined not to sit still and wait for death, he made up his mind and used the old tricks that all little white flowers would do.